What terrifying power that was capable of annihilating so many heavenly soldiers in such a short time, even with the enemy having deployed a massive formation of ten thousand men...

Ye Kang hurriedly tried to communicate with Ye Chi telepathically, but Ye Chi's communication channel did not exist.

The absence of something and the failure to transmit sound are two different things.

Ye Chi, could it be that he has already...?

The teacup in Ye Kang's hand shattered.

Wasn't that demon lord already poisoned by miasma and his spiritual power dissipated?

Besides, he hasn't returned to the Crimson Capital yet, and hasn't fully absorbed the power within it...

Could it be that his previous reactions to poisoning were all an illusion?

Ye Chi has probably underestimated his opponent.

...

Song Xiwei hadn't felt this good in a long time.

After all 20,000 heavenly soldiers were wiped out, only empty battle armor remained.

Her feet trod on the armor, and she chuckled, the sound extremely eerie against the wind.

At this moment, in Song Xiwei's personal space.

Ye Xiaoning couldn't stop crying.

She was terrified. She could clearly feel her clansmen disappearing one by one, including her brother.

Although her brother and family treated her badly, only using her as a pawn, they were still her family members.

They're all dead. They were all killed by that demon, Song Xiwei...

Aoqian was annoyed by Ye Xiaoning's crying.

He frowned, trying to block out what he was hearing.

Ye Xiaoning suddenly fell silent and looked towards Aoqian.

"Do you know what's happening outside?" Ye Xiaoning could tell that Aoqian had been restless the whole time, his mind was entirely on Song Xiwei, and he was very worried about Song Xiwei's safety.

Even knowing that Song Xiwei would lose control and that Song Xiwei was a monster, Aoqian still only cared about Song Xiwei.

In some ways, Song Xiwei and Ao Qian are very similar.

Because when everyone was trying to kill the monster Aoqian, it was Song Xiwei who stood up. Song Xiwei was not afraid of the monster Aoqian, and Aoqian did not mind that she was a monster.

These two monsters actually admire each other—what a ridiculous joke!

If they are allowed to return to Chidu smoothly, who will be their opponent in the future?

Absolutely not.

Not only for the sake of peace in the Six Realms, but also because Ye Xiaoning felt unbalanced.

So many of her clansmen had died, and Song Xiwei had driven her to the brink of death. All her suffering was due to Song Xiwei.

Now that Song Xiwei has lost control, why not use Aoqian, this monster, to fight Song Xiwei, that monster, to kill each other?

The reason she kept Aoqian in her personal space was precisely to prevent them from turning against each other if things got out of control.

That's a really nice idea.

Ye Xiaoning felt that if he didn't do something, he would truly be letting down all the dead members of his clan and the suffering he had endured over the years.

"Aren't you worried about her? You like her, don't you? Are you really going to stay here like a coward? She risked her life to come here for you, are you really going to ignore her life or death?"

Ye Xiaoning stared at Ao Qian, bombarding him with words, one after another.

Aoqian frowned, ignoring Ye Xiaoning, but it was clear that he was wavering.

"I sensed that my clansmen are using a massive formation of ten thousand to surround and kill Song Xiwei. She is very powerful, but my clansmen are not weak either. If you don't go out to help her, she will die." Ye Xiaoning continued to embellish the story.

Aoqian's face was gloomy.

Ye Xiaoning continued, "She has never done what you have done for anyone before. Even knowing that you are a monster, she still stood by your side without hesitation. True friends are hard to find. You hesitated when she needed you the most because she was so good to you. If I had your abilities, I would definitely help her without hesitation since she was so good to me!"

Ao Qian knew that Ye Xiaoning had ill intentions, but he still couldn't hold back.

That was Song Xiwei, the Song Xiwei whom he absolutely could not tolerate making any mistakes.